The most aggressive people in this city are those who have lost themselves.
Once they lose control, they attack everyone in the city indiscriminately, and there are so many of them in the city that it is in utter chaos.
The priest's eyes deepened, and a hint of sorrow appeared on his weary face. "In my opinion, this city is beyond saving. Their inability to control themselves has led to everyone going out of control. Unless the gods return, no one can save it. Now, all that remains for this city is destruction."
Zhong Mu listened in a daze, but still tried her best to digest all the information. "So, if your husband really didn't want to forget you, he could resist the effects of the curse. But he not only forgot you, but also your child. So, in essence, he wanted to forget you, right?"
He now understood why the child was so determined to let Li Mo eat his father; this person hadn't forgotten because of the curse, but had given up voluntarily.
"Yes," the priest sighed softly, "but those things don't matter anymore. Now I just hope I can live a little longer so I can take care of my child for a while longer."
If even his mother, the only one who remembered him, died, he would truly be left alone and helpless in this chaotic city.
Zhong Mu pondered, recalling the contents of the rules. "I remember that Rule Two of the Forgotten City says that if you find that someone else's memory of you is fading, you have to soak in the waterway for an hour. But it doesn't mention what to do if you forget yourself. Is there no solution?"
The priest slowly shook his head. "Because in the past, curses would only fade others' memories of us. Under the protection of the gods, the situation we see now has almost never occurred. I think it's because the power of the gods has completely disappeared, which has made the long-accumulated curses have a deeper impact on us."
"So, is the solution based on rule two no longer valid?"
The priest nodded.
Zhong Mu began to worry. If he were to be affected, he wouldn't be able to recover using Rule Two.
"What if I lose control or get forgotten?" Zhong Mu began to worry. He relied entirely on the help of the big shots, especially Li Mo, who couldn't forget him, or he would be finished.
"Forgetting and being forgotten should be equal. As long as the people who are important to you haven't given up on your memories, and you haven't given up on your memories of them, you won't be forgotten." The priest seemed to see Zhong Mu's sorrow and gently comforted him.
Zhong Mu nodded, "I will try my best!"
Although he kept encouraging himself, he still felt uneasy when he caught a glimpse of Li Mo out of the corner of his eye. But the boss only had Xiu-ge on his mind, and might forget about him if he wasn't careful!
"By the way, have you ever been forgotten?" the priest asked gently again.
Zhong Mu hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
"Then you'd better be careful at dusk." The priest's gaze was deep. "No matter what you face, believe that no one has forgotten you now. Keep a good mood, understand?"
Zhong Mu nodded vigorously, "Yes!"
"As for you," the priest said, turning his head to look at Li Mo with a smile, "do you think the curse of this city has any effect on you?"
Li Mo shook his head. "I don't feel anything."
"Perhaps it's because of your special status," the priest pondered. "You are indeed a special existence in this city. Perhaps your arrival will bring about a change for us."
She murmured to herself, seemingly lost in thought.
Suddenly, a huge explosion erupted in the distance outside the door, the sound deafening and instantly disturbing the entire street.
The people on this side hesitated and peered over there, their faces filled with disbelief.
"What are they going to do?"
"This is the first time I've seen so many people gathered here. Are you all alright? I'm a little worried."
"It's okay, it has nothing to do with us anyway. Look at that guy."
"Ah... I understand."
The person talking near the door suddenly turned their gaze toward the room where the priest was, but after their eyes met, they quickly turned away, afraid of getting into trouble.
Zhong Mu stood up in a daze at the doorway. Just as he peeked out, he saw a large group of people rushing towards him with weapons. Among them, the leader was a companion of the group that Li Mo had eaten the day before.
Upon seeing so many people come to their door, Zhong Mu felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around and hurriedly pulled Li Mo to leave, saying, "It seems like the trouble we caused yesterday has come looking for us. We can't cause trouble for the priest. Let's go!"
Before he could leave, the priest behind him called out to him.
"No need to leave. This trouble isn't coming for you, it's coming for me." The priest murmured softly, forcing himself to stand up by the table next to him.
The child watching from the side quickly went to the inner room and brought out a wheelchair for the priest to sit on.
"Looking for you?" Zhong Mu was a little confused. He thought their whereabouts had been exposed and that the group of people from yesterday had come to cause trouble for them.
"Yes, they're looking for me." The priest struggled to get into the wheelchair, let out a long sigh, leaned back in the chair, lazily squinted her eyes and raised her chin. "That one in the crowd, isn't that my husband who's practically dead?"
Zhong Mu's eyes widened as he turned to carefully examine the approaching group of people. Sure enough, he spotted the person the child had been calling "Dad" to earlier.
He huddled at the back of the crowd, being led this way by a group of people.
The people on the street were timid and dared not provoke them, but almost all of them stayed nearby to observe the situation, and no one went far.
Some whispers even drifted over, "I knew they'd see this day."
"The husband has joined the Forgotten Society, while the wife is the former High Priestess. Their separation will inevitably lead to further conflict."
"Sigh, this is troublesome. If something happens to the high priest, won't the city become even worse?"
"So what if it's bad? Can it get any worse than this? I don't care anymore."
"But I don't know what they will do to the high priest."
"Judging from this situation... the High Priest is in grave danger..."
"What a pitiful woman."
Amidst the hushed whispers around them, the dark mass of people pressed towards the doorway.
They had originally planned to storm into the house, but before they even entered, the person leading the way saw two familiar faces at the door.
It was those two people from yesterday: a man who kept shouting "Boss, stop eating!!" while covering his eyes, and another strange man who was eating voraciously.
Upon seeing those two familiar faces again, the guy who had been given the leftovers yesterday was so frightened that he fell to the ground, scrambling around and saying, "We've arrived, I can't continue! I... I have something to do! I'm leaving now!"
"Me too! But I remembered I have other things to do! I have to go now!"
The group scrambled away in a hurry, as if they had seen a ghost when they saw Li Mo. They had come with a fierce aura, but the moment they recognized his face, they immediately turned around and left without pausing for a moment.
The remaining people had never seen Li Mo before, and they looked at the departing group with some confusion.
"Useless trash! You left as soon as you got to the door, you piece of trash!" one of them cursed, then looked up and glared at the two heads that had poked out from the doorway, arrogantly demanding, "Who are you two! What are you doing at the High Priest's house!"